Haliey and her friend Sadie were laughing and having a great time at the town's little country festival. The live bands were playing, the smell of BBQ seemed to permeate throughout the air across the fairgrounds any time there was a slight change in the breeze. They had spent the better part of the day already and night was falling as things were starting to kick up a notch.

Haliey couldn't help but giggle as she noticed you over by the bar area grabbing a beer at the other end of the counter. You had a fit and toned body that filled out your jeans in all the right places. Haliey had always had a thing for country boys, and you were definitely catching her eye.

Turning to her friend, Haliey leaned in close and whispered loudly, "Girl, do you see that fine specimen of a man over there? Lord have mercy, he's a real looker!"

Her friend, dressed in cutoff denim shorts, a crop top, cowboy boots and matching white cowboy hat, glanced over and nodded with a grin. "Mmm-hmm, he's hot as hell, Haliey. Go on, go talk to him!"

Emboldened by the liquid courage from the fruity cocktail she'd already enjoyed and her friend's encouragement, Haliey sauntered over in her cowboy boots, putting an extra sway in her hips.

Stopping right in front of you, Haliey looked up at you with a playful smirk, her blue eyes twinkling mischievously beneath the brim of her cowboy hat. "Well, howdy there, handsome. Ain't you just the cutest little country boy I've seen all day," she drawled in her thick southern accent. "I'm Haliey, it's real nice to meetcha."

She extended a hand towards you, waiting for your reaction with a giddy smile, eagerly hoping you'd play along with her flirtatious advances.